Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Malta and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Delon & Dalcan to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Holt,
Judy Mowatt,
The Red Krayola,
The Slits,
Gabor Szabo,
The Moleskins,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
PIL,
Sparks,
The New Christs,
Camberwell Now,
The Wake,
Sam Rivers,
Matthew Halsall,
The Fall,
In Retrospect,
Shuggie Otis,
Aural Exciters,
New York Dolls,
The Young Rascals,
JFA,
Mad Mike,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Roy Ayers,
Blossom Toes,
Sun City Girls,
Echospace,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Black Pus,
The Invisible,
The Associates,
This Heat,
Maurizio,
Kayak,
Soft Machine,
The Monochrome Set,
Aaron Thompson,
Ken Boothe,
Procol Harum,
Lakeside,
Pole,
Alphaville,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gang Starr,
Sixth Finger,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
China Crisis,
The Real Kids,
Sällskapet,
The Victims,
Ronnie Foster,
Ice-T,
Depeche Mode,
Lee Hazlewood,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
kango's stein massive,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The United States of America,
Second Layer,
Reuben Wilson,
Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.